When the Birds Begin to Sing

WOMAN FOR THE

es a pleading voice, while an eager hand flourishes a parasol which poke

y just had your coffee and unlimited bon-bons. I want to s

de Ville, the Roman Catholic Churches, galleries, picturesque towe

t and boot shops, the lace fans and

sent she is decidedly slow of comprehension. Though looking lovelier than ever in her new Parisian toilettes, Eleanor disappoints him. She talks perpet

nor, "so short, plump, and round. Why, even our

y unconscious of offence and childishly contented

f her small hand thrills

s her feet

s are like needles. It would be wicked to walk

. You must see it before we

silken skirts and steps

eymoon very dry, when there are

examining the pulpit with fresh interest, from the

wledge and of Life. Adam and Eve are being driven out of Paradise on

dam at Copthorne, and thought you would gain anything by eating our apples, wouldn't you ha

s at her

ubject to jest upon

ht eyes sadden

he disple

e of workmanship," he mu

consciously answered by her careless, yet happy, air when he imparts his wisdom. Her great, expressive

o the fresh air, her spirits rise, while her fancy

tables, ordering coffee and cakes. Her heart kindles with love for her own beautiful being

ure of an ice à la panache. He puts up his eyeglass and stares at Eleanor. She retur

the man, noting the fres

lates Eleanor, eyeing his

ns his masculine meditation. "Tantalising open eyes, with

ntion, dearest?" whispers Phi

me. The nose might have been promising once, before the last half

ocence which the hallowing presence of a guileless ice-cream will temporaril

o signify departure. Lothario is still covering Clytie with his gaze. She pauses to caress a lean black cat with hungry eyes, that has crept in unobserved from the street. Hurriedly emptying

p is paying at the counter, and kneels at her f

hing helplessly, her l

lls amongst her chiffons. "The cat was hungry, and n

and discovered the youth on his knees before Elea

he cat is fed

g the incident to Philip, hurries away, with t

the hotel, Eleanor

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onservat

o herself reflectively. "But he must so kindhearted, o

ot yet realise how much goodwill they can win her. She has yet to learn t

hilip, who had mapped out their tour, "a

sing?" ask

esting is mo

are for it. The places you c

ittle straggling village of Brane l'Alleud. The churchyard f

y for their country, and then being buried

ll the same to the

sight of graves, and the thought of death. Oh,

s amputated. It was buried in a polished coffin, and has a monument erected to its memory. But who are you eyeing so

Philip

gently away. "We will escape from the voluble Belgian with the leg story. He

to the huge mound with the Belgic Lion on the summit

, and wander round the Museum. He has a party of friends with him-Eleanor can hear them chaffing the guide, a

d Philip leaves her, while he g

me relics?" says a

rt Dallison stands besides her, holding out a French forage

s them de

please go away," as Phili

wice. Herbert Dallison see

actured at Birmingham or Brussels to beguile innocent tourists. A fresh crop of bullets and swords

beginning to wish she had not taken the

with her spoil, the giver follo

conscience-stricken; the sight of

ish away," she cries at last.

" replies h

et me shy them out on the road, and someone wil

his gifts from her, with an expressive look signifying second thoughts are best. He has taken his friend

s beastly ungrateful; can't buy

a bullet, a cap, and a sword are left by the wayside li

"don't interfere with honeymoon couples, they're abom

ppose, for the vision of a villa at Richmond with its dark-haired divinity rises between the dust of the

on slips by

above everything, which astonishes Philip,

rushing, panting people on the stations worrying the grand officials in their smart uniforms. Then it is so nice to be first-class, and

think of?" as

iven me, and the lovely house on the t

er dressing-bag, to shake scent from a silver bottle over her hands or peep in a dainty glass at her complexion. Each tim

ager beer, drinking it with relish, d

ittle platform is never grumbled at. "We'll just have to sit and whistle," she declares, and amuses herself mimicking the porters, which she

they glide in a small boat on the Lake of G

money?" expanding her eyes a

contented wi

ur friends from London, and the house you have

to damp her ardour. "YOU must remember, though,

man understan

g of English. What a stron

saw such wonderful water," she says, "you can see ever so far belo

Philip, throwing it overboard. Eleanor

rling through the water! My word! how c

d, but there are

er she opens her purse and drops

" laughing lightly. "

there i

ste. Those coins would mean bread to him and his children, while she throw

rned quite pa

rnly, "you do not realise wha

her shoulders a

o more of this. Look at that poor fellow's eyes; why, he would like to

es, Philip, and the man shall ha

till retaining her

you hu

Eleanor flings the coin into the lake, watc

boatman under his br

a handful of money to the sunburnt fellow, c

ittle ones

s brow is s

icked," h

r only

to want in

the future? It may be dark enough to frighten the

are gathering overhead. This i